XII. Sharp as a Razor-4

1993 Palabras

I leaned over and wiped my blade on his shirt, sheathed it. I had been caught up in the moment and lost awareness of everything else. Shocker's commanding tone brought me back into the game. “Razor! Get him!” She barreled past me, leaping over Gat, darted out of the room. I realized Diep had made a break for it and followed the raging girl-beast, passing Diep's slippers. Gunfire continued unabated outside as we chased the Elder Tiger through a monumental kitchen and dining area. The distance between me and Shocker was steadily increasing. It was all I could do to keep her in my sight. I frantically sprinted through the mansion's halls and rooms, knocking over random s**t, careening off the walls. I skidded on what I thought was a rug, looked down to see Diep's robe. She got a hand on him

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